they’d love to see you in a factory that’s right where they want you to be sweating and struggling for minimum wage no pride at all no more than a slave maybe your a kid from the f*cking suburbs you can wear a suit and calculate numbers’ get caught in their consume and decay right in line the american f*cking way

[chorus:] they want to see us rotting in the streets fighting and begging with nothing to eat they don’t wanna see us succeeding on our own they sit and f*cking laugh from their f*cking thrown right where they want you to be

so let’s shut up and do what they say put our heads between our legs we don’t matter anyway sit back as we’re fed all their lies they took my f*cking brain but they gave me this plastic smile

work for yourself work for the scene don’t kneel down to their regime you got a brain so f*cking use it or sit around and you’ll f*cking lose it they’ll grind you down till there’s nothing left lead you tight into the trap they’ve set don’t give into them don’t fall for it otherwise they’re the master and you’re just their f*cking puppet